Chapter 168: One Word From My Young Master Will Lead to the Destruction of Your Immortal Realm Zifu Holy Land!

A young man stepped out of the space crack, his whole body filled with surging sun fire.

On his chest, a sun totem appeared faintly, and his aura was extremely strong, which frightened the four-sided Tianjiao.

Many people seemed to be stunned. When they came to their senses, they saw that the arrogant Lin Feng was severely injured and extremely embarrassed.

The people of the Nalan family also stared blankly at the man who stepped out of the space crack like a fire god.

Although his realm is not particularly high, it is absolutely a monster when combined with his age.

The most important thing is that although they are in the same Hedao realm, the man in front of him severely injured Lin Feng with one move.

This combat power is simply abnormal.

Realm is only a component of combat power. The higher the realm, the stronger the strength.

But in addition to this, there are various factors that can affect combat power.

Some forbidden geniuses, even if their realm is not particularly high, are enough to make people afraid, because they have extremely high combat power and the ability to challenge across levels.

Jun Xiaoyao is a vivid example.

Although Lin Feng is in the Hedao realm, he can only sweep across the world in the Hedao realm at most.

It will not be so easy for him to fight at the next level.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, let alone the Hedao realm, even the Nirvana realm, which is the Tongtian realm, he does not need to be too afraid.

This is the difference between a genius and a monster.

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared, the whole audience was silent.

Everyone was guessing about his origin.

Although Yi Yu had appeared in the Holy Spirit Academy before and followed Jun Xiaoyao.

But after all, only a few people saw him.

"Who are you? How dare you hurt Brother Lin Feng!" Zi Yan's pretty face was full of anger, staring at Yi Yu.

She couldn't stand anyone hurting Lin Feng.

"Hmph, garbage!" Yi Yu raised his hand again, and his magic power surged, condensing into a golden longbow.

He pulled the bow like a full moon and shot it directly at Zi Yan.

Whoosh!

The arrow shot out, and the void was shaking!

Everyone was stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.

The young man in front of him was so strong that he attacked without saying a word.

He didn't even care that Zi Yan was from the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

"Ah!"

Feeling the sharp and hot breath, Zi Yan's pretty face turned pale.

Su Ziqiong flashed out, and she naturally couldn't watch the saint of the lower world being killed.

"Purple air comes from the east for three thousand miles!"

Su Ziqiong used the unique skills of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, and her jade hand flicked out, and the vast purple air emerged and collided with Yi Yu's arrow.

Boom!

Su Ziqiong groaned in her chest, was knocked back hundreds of steps, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Deathly silence!

That was the Saint of the Purple Mansion Holy Land in the Immortal Realm, but she was beaten back and injured with just one move.

Su Ziqiong herself was a little bit unbelievable.

Her strength, even if not the best among the younger generation of the Wilderness Immortal Realm, was at the first-class level.

But now, she was suppressed by the young man.

How could she know that Yi Yu was the descendant of the ancient imperial family, with many talents, far beyond the reach of a mere Saint like her.

Seeing the extremely powerful Yi Yu, everyone on the Nalan family side felt like they were dreaming.

They didn't expect that someone would help them.

Nalan Ruoxi also showed a puzzled look.

But Nalan Zhan's face did not improve.

Because although Yi Yu was strong, he was only in the younger generation.

If there was no powerful force behind him, he still couldn't help the Nalan family.

Su Ziqiong also thought of this and shouted coldly: "Who are you? How dare you obstruct my Purple Mansion Holy Land!"

"Purple Mansion Holy Land, what is that? Believe it or not, my son can destroy your Purple Mansion Holy Land in the Immortal Realm with just one word!" Yi Yu raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Perhaps because he had been with Jun Xiaoyao for a long time, his character was also tainted with a bit of domineering flavor.

Those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish!

Wow!

The whole audience was in an uproar when they heard this.

Endless exclamations seemed to break the sky!

One word destroyed the Purple Mansion Holy Land!

This made everyone in the audience gasp.

You must know that what Yi Yu said was not the Purple Mansion Holy Land in the lower world, but the Purple Mansion Holy Land in the Immortal Realm!

The difference between them is a world of difference.

The Immortal Realm Purple Mansion Holy Land is a top force with a supreme and powerful person in charge. How can anyone destroy it?

Nalan Zhan and Nalan Ruoxi were also shocked.

Such a powerful young genius was just a servant?

How powerful was the young master he mentioned?

"How insolent!"

Several gods and Taoist gods from the Purple Mansion Holy Land glared at him.

Their Purple Mansion Holy Land has been passed down from the fairyland for hundreds of thousands of years, and no one has ever dared to despise them like this.

A powerful god slapped Yi Yu with one palm.

At this time, there was a sudden vibration in the depths of the space crack, and golden light filled the sky and the earth.

A mighty and majestic nine-headed lion, pulling a golden chariot, stepped out of it.

Beside the chariot, there were three figures following.

One of the old men in green robes saw this scene in front of him, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed the powerful god from the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

Puff!

The powerful god who took action was crushed to death by the old man in green robes!

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

The powerful god of Zifu Holy Land was crushed to death with one palm!

This was horrifying, and the eyes looking at the green-robed old man were filled with unprecedented fear.

However, a group of local forces in Dongxuan Territory were shocked and excited after seeing the green-robed old man.

"Ancestor, is it Dongxuan Ancestor!"

Among the group of people, a middle-aged man walked out with an extremely excited and excited expression.

He was the leader of Dongxuan Dao Sect.

Dongxuan Dao Sect was once the strongest force in Dongxuan Territory and once dominated the entire Dongxuan Territory.

In recent years, although it has weakened a bit, it is also one of the overlords of Dongxuan Territory.

At this moment, the leader of Dongxuan Dao Sect looked at the green-robed old man with an excited expression.

The green-robed old man was an ancestor of their Dongxuan Dao Sect.

Long ago, it was in the generation of Dongxuan Ancestor that Dongxuan Dao Sect was able to dominate the entire Dongxuan Territory.

"Dongxuan Dao Sect is still there."

The old man in green robe, that is, Dongxuan Patriarch, showed a trace of surprise and nodded slightly.

He was the powerful person who ascended from Tianxuan Continent.

Hearing this, many local forces in Dongxuan Domain were horrified.

The ancestor of Dongxuan Dao Sect actually descended to the lower world! ?

"Haha, that's great. With the ancestor here, my Dongxuan Dao Sect will prosper!" Dongxuan Sect Master said excitedly.

"Don't call me Dongxuan Patriarch now. I am just the servant of the young master." Dongxuan Patriarch shook his head.

"What..."

Dongxuan Patriarch's words made the world quiet down.

Countless years ago, Dongxuan Patriarch, who ascended to the fairyland, is now just a servant?

Many local Tianjiao in Dongxuan Domain, their three views are about to collapse.

How noble a person must be to have such a powerful person in the holy realm as a servant?

Nalan Zhan's pupils also trembled. He had also heard of the name of Dongxuan Patriarch.

And now, he has become someone else's servant?

Nalan Ruoxi, holding the ancient talisman tightly in her hand, looked at the golden chariot with her beautiful eyes.

She was very curious about who the young man sitting in the golden chariot was.

As for Su Ziqiong, she was trembling all over.

She looked at the nine-headed lion with a look of unprecedented fear.

"The nine-headed lion pulling the chariot, could it really be that person..."

Su Ziqiong's face was as pale as paper, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore!